Pity me, ye Muses!

Struggling right now;
I'm struggling; Write now!
Are there none of the Nine to come calling?

Clia, have thee no offspring to boast?  Calliope, no tale to tell?
Enterpe, thy silence abuses my ears!  Erato --perhaps just as well;

Thalia thy laughter has faded away; Malpomene's tears are run dry;
Terpsichore sits moping, Polymnia sleeps, Unrania's face turned from the sky;

Struggling right now;
I'm struggling; Write now!
Please!  One of ye Nine must come calling!